This is
Toai's famous satire that he wrote for English last year. I
wrote one too but I don't know where it is right now. I'll post it
once I find it. There's not much to say about this piece that
Toai wrote. It speaks for itself and
for him. Enjoy!
In a small
town outside of Topeka, there is a man who is quite rich and quite a
guy. He proclaims that there isn’t anybody in this world that helps
people like he does. He goes out of his way to help those that are
less fortunate. He lived at the end of a quiet street. As you walk
down this street, the scenery is fill with people in rags alongside
the street. As you get closer to his mansion, there are standing in
front of his gate. These people always hold a cup in hand, and
flies are buzzing around them constantly. They seem to be waiting
at his gate for something. Oddly, the gate to his mansion seems to
be closed everytime these people stand in front of it. When you
enter his mansion, you see this most caring man hard at work,
entertaining his guesses with all the awards, all the letters of
recognition he received from helping people. He even has plaques
out side his home of all the people he had helped, he did this to
perhaps let others people be inspired by him with his plaques, to go
out and help others. Presently, the people with cup in hand stands
outside his gates rubbing their cups back and forth at his gate
hoping he would hear the noise and come out and help them being the
caring man that he is. Unfortunately, for this man must not of
heard all commotions for you see he has a very unique disease that
allows him to hear things well at certain times and not so well at
other times. His disease always seem to have picked a bad time to
kick in but everytime these people bunch around his gate, he
couldn’t hear them. I am sure he would have rush out to see what
these people need being the caring man that he is. When you hear
this man, you couldn’t help but to compliment at how hard he tries
to help people. Indeed he is quite a humanitarian, for every
million he makes, he gives half a penny to this world. Oh where
would we be without people like him.
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